Based on "The Eagle" by Alfred, Lord TennysonOn pavement he hobbles, too great a height;A flower that blooms in deepest of night, His corset ringed in far too tight.Panicked beats in his heart race;Clownish colour adorns his face,His heart and sleeve are wreathed in lace.***"Halloween" -->Based on. I must have been ten or twelve feet from the elevator door, it was off to my left a little bit. How long did it take Michelle to move those ten or twelve feet? I have no idea, it seemed in slow motion. Then she was there, in my arms. I burst into tears with happiness, just as I am writing this now. Right this second, tears are flowing down my cheeks remembering that instant, that glorious moment in time with my wife in my arms!Michelle’s cheeks were wet. I had no idea if it was from my own. “I would like to have a big room.”“I definitely can arrange something,” she said while looking through the reservations. “Yes, there is a suite free. How long would you like to stay?”“I am not sure, as I said, I have not planned much. Let's say at least a month?”“A month?” Shannon confirmed slightly surprised the time. Long-term guests weren't totally uncommon, but most times they not just showed up. She looked down on her computer and to her surprise the room was free for the next month. She.Read More
